Page 70 of The Break Out

Ew, who am I?

Colton sent me a text before their plane took off earlier and I’m pacing thinking if I should pull a disappearing act on him or just go with the flow. I feel like my hard to get game has beenthrown out the window at this point and wonder what would happen if I gave in and stopped fighting. Maybe it would take away the fun for him and he would finally leave me alone.

Which I may not want anymore.

Sighing, I look back at the texts he sent and decide I’m going to try going along with it. Just this once and if it backfires then I’ll have proved that everyone eventually leaves.

Colton: Get ready for a ride.

Colton: On my bike, get your mind out of the gutter, Baby Collee.

The weather is cold, so I dress in jeans and a hoodie over my long sleeve t-shirt before plopping onto my couch. Ellie hops up next to me, settling in her spot on the cushion next to mine.

“Are you going to be nice to him again?” I ask. She settles with her head on her paws, and I take that as a yes. I hope we both don’t regret it.

It isn’t much longer before there’s a knock on my front door. I take a steady breath before opening it to reveal the tall, broad, tattooed hockey player whose life mission is to bother me to the point of insanity.

At least it used to be.

“Hey Princess,” he greets with a wide smile as he steps forward, taking my face in his hands and pressing a hard kiss to my lips before I’m even able to say anything else. The kiss effectively steals my breath away, but also ends too soon. “If I tell you I missed you, will you admit you did too?”

“I’m willingly going with you, let’s not push your luck,” I retort.

He chuckles, “Get your pretty ass on the back of my bike.” He taps said ass as I walk back to grab my phone and keys.

We get outside and I let him put the helmet on me, adjusting it for me before putting on his own. I get on the motorcycle after him, plastering my body against his, wrapping my arms tightly around him. He starts the machine and the loud engine and vibration underneath us has me tightening my hold before he takes off.

I’m unfamiliar with the roads we’re on, but I hardly focus on the surroundings. I’m mostly focused on the way I’m holding onto Colton. How my legs are hugging his hips, how the spot between them is pressed against him as the bike vibrates. If I wasn’t already so pent up from the last time we were together and still not getting any relief I may be able to control myself.

But that’s not the case, which is why I find myself slightly rubbing against him just to get some steady friction. We end up at a stoplight on a deserted street. Colton lifts up his visor and turns to look at me over his shoulder.

“You keep rubbing your pussy on me, we aren’t going to get to where we’re going,” he threatens.

Leaning into him even more. “You going to fuck me in the middle of this intersection instead?”

“Don’t tempt me, Princess. I’ll do it.”

The light turns green, and Colton waits an extra beat before taking off once again. We continue on the mountain roads. I’munsure where we’re going and for once not even worrying about it.

We slow down and he parks in a dirt lot, but there’s no one else around as we get off the bike. When I take in our surroundings all I see is frost covered trees.

“What is this place?” I ask.

“A place to be alone.” He shakes out his hair after taking off the helmet.

“Because either of our places isn’t ‘alone’ enough for you?” I joke.

“You caught me, I wanted an excuse to have you pressed against me.”

I let out a small grin, walking toward him until our chests are almost touching. “And now what are you going to do about it?”

“You’re going to tell me one thing first.”

“What?” I narrow my eyes, wondering if this is going to ignite another fight.

“Did you come while I was gone?” He smirks like he already knows the answer.

“If I did?”

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